The Rapture

I found the hands I needed
Last fall when I was defeated
By the ghosts of my former self
There's no God but I was in hell

Drifting from place to place
In search of somewhere safe
Skinny legs and wolf eyes
You are what saved my life
And gave purpose to the word "survive"

And gave purpose to the word "survive"

Promise we'll never sink
And I will never leave
To sulk on salt-stained sleeves
I'm done with the old me

And the monsters on the wall
I've moved on from the fall
Good vibes about that time
But now I've made you mine

I'm blowing kisses at the moon again
To signify that broken hearts can mend
Let's not forget the way it was back then
But realize there's still safety in the term "best friends"

Hold my hand
I'll hold yours
Hold my hand
I'll hold yours



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Marshall Senff
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